Daddy's Little Man
Composer(s): Mac Davis
Performer(s): O.C. Smith; Mac Davis



My, my... just look at Daddy's little man
Stand up, let me take a look at you
My, you must have grown about a foot or two
Since last weekend
Let's run in and wash your face and hands
I'm gonna take a walk and have a little talk
With Daddy's little man

My, my... just look at Daddy's little man
No, I don' want a bite of your mud pie
Looks appetizing
but I think I'm gonna pass it by this time
I got a dime right here in my hand
I wanna buy some ice cream
And walk down by the stream
With Daddy's little man

Now, you be careful with that ice cream cone
Or Momma's gonna tan your hide
Speakin' of Momma, is she all right?
Does she go out a lot at night?
No, I don't think that bullfrogs bite
Oh, does your momma still see Mr. Jones
You know, the man who took you for a ride?
Does she ever look at you and cry?
Yes, I see the butterfly
No, it's just something in my eye

Remember that muscle you used to tell me about all the time?
Let me see it, show it to me! 
Yeah!

Whoa, my, my... look at Daddy's little man, yes
Well, I guess you'd better kiss me bye-bye now
Time just seems to fly somehow
When you're havin' fun
I gotta run, I'll call you when I can
Maybe Sunday I can go to the show
with Daddy's little man
Daddy's little man
Whoa, my, my... look at Daddy's little man...